"Who are you?"

A one-eyed middle-aged man came to me and asked a harsh tone. Behind him was a cavalry team of no less than a hundred people. The weapons in his hands were no longer limited to simple cold weapons. More firearms and swords and guns were equipped with them, and there was also an ostentatious attitude of grinding teeth and sucking blood in his expression.

I tidied up my armor, strode forward with a halberd, stood in front of the army with a momentum, and asked loudly: "You answer my question first... Has anyone heard the name of Lord Shafulin?!!"

But in the eyes of the one-eyed middle-aged man, he saw a villain who was willing to draw his sword in front of them, wearing a hideous Gothic armor, a savage and rough mask on his head, ignoring his question with an arrogant attitude and asking an outrageous but unrestrained question.

"Invader! This is not the attitude you should have!"

The one-eyed middle-aged man was furious and raised his hand. The cavalry behind him instantly loaded bullets, aimed at him with a gun, and waited for a subsequent wave of orders to be issued.

"I'll give you another chance. If you can't explain to satisfy me, then your end will be a hornet's nest! I swear in the name of Derek Bird that you will never have the chance to survive the next shot!"

I stared at him without a step back, very dissatisfied with this bad-tempered one-eyed dragon. I came here to find clues to the murderer and survivors of Shisongzhuang Village. I saw that the cavalry team behind me was in a stir, and some people who were familiar with it were exposed, but he said something and went back and focused on it. How could I chase the murderer?

"I have a habit of killing the person who shot me, even if there are no bullets in his gun. Are you really ready?"

My voice sounded quietly, and the steel halberd paused to the ground, imagining that I was a ghost and god who could not go away in front of Hulao Pass, releasing my murderous aura to the greatest extent.

Since the negotiation cannot be reached, I will fight first.

A gunshot suddenly rang out from the cavalry, hitting the chest of my armor, making a clear and loud collision sound, and I also shook my body under the impact of huge kinetic energy.

After all, the garrison troops just now had run away, and I was forced to withdraw from the counterattack mode again. Whether this shot was out of tension or malicious attack, it helped me enter the terrifying battle mode again.

Even though the colonists' system's combat capability is strong, it still has irreparable flaws - that is, strategic deficiencies. No matter how many enemies there are, just ask where the enemy is, find an opportunity and think about the next step after doing it. Once this brainless fighting method is seen through, it will be easy to be used.

Therefore, only by making the opponent afraid can some uncoverable loopholes be filled. How to make the opponent afraid? When you stand behind the enemy and the enemy cannot see you but feel the threat, he will be afraid.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang..."

The continuous shooting sounded after the negotiations failed, turning into a rain of bullets flying towards me. But I had found my own rhythm, swung the steel halberd forward and quickly hit the bullets that hit my face, while the remaining bullets were collected as a single sound, turning into a jingling sound, blocked by the plate armor.

Facts have proved that the defense of this set of plate armor and the attack power of the steel halberd are both bug-level produced by the system, which complement each other to form the strongest spear and shield, turning into my attacking minions.

After a round of shootings, the cavalry troops quickly dispersed and began a shooting state of free movement. At the same time, javelins and cold arrows attacked from time to time.

What scared them happened. They found that the thug in front of them, wearing heavy armor and holding long halberds, was marching like flying. The armor on their bodies did not even have a trace of unnecessary noise. Then they followed the steps of the cavalry and began an elusive pursuit.

Want to use sports wars to consume my physical strength? I think I am an obvious weakness in fighting for a long time? I think that four legs are better than two legs?

I will break your common sense!

My body, which has been digitized by the system, has no pressure on wearing this heavy plate armor. Even if I add a cruel iron weapon, it will not constitute an unnecessary burden.

When I run, it is their day of death!

A cavalry wearing a unique desert style costume was accidentally caught up by me when he was slowing down his speed to aim and shoot. When he saw the shadow of the halberd flying beside him, he felt that the reins in his hand were loosened, and the war horse under his crotch suddenly collapsed...

Before a war horse could make its last wail, it was cut into two halves by my blow. The cavalry on it fell to the ground in an instant, and the long-barrel hunting rifle in his hand flew far away.

In the midst of dazzling and confusion, he felt his head beneath a hand with a steel texture, and a word of evil tone sounded in his ears.

"Answer me...have you heard of Lord Shafulin's name?"

He twisted all over, trying to break free from my clamp, but he jumped like a fish on the shore ineffectively, shouting in panic: "What... What Shafulin... I've never heard of it!"

"Then you can die."

My tone seemed to be from the judgment of hell, and what happened afterwards had nothing to do with him.

The middle-aged man with one-eyed eyes was also riding on a war horse. After seeing me ask questions with his eyes open, my left hand slammed the poor ghost's head like a watermelon, and he didn't care that his body was covered with disgusting brains.

And this devil actually grinned and looked for the next victim with his eyes.

I actually just smiled awkwardly, expressing dissatisfaction with the evil taste of the colonizer system.

Is it because my left arm armor is strong and hard enough that I have to use it to do such an unpleasant thing?

Is a steel halberd so long in my hand just a decoration?!

The bullets still greeted me in a dense manner, but were knocked away mysteriously by the colonists' system, leaving only a threat-free attack to be received at will with the body. The armor resisted the structure, which is my defense method!

This strange situation also gave the shooting cavalry an illusion that if they worked harder, they could paste the ballistics on my face and create a fatal wound that penetrated the front and back of my head.

But what awaited them was the cold halberd's edge drew a cruel arc, stabbing the knight on the horse's back to the ground, and then shattering their heads one by one...

"What the hell do you want to do!"

Under the pressure of killing 7 people in a row, the hunting turned into the pressure of being hunted, the one-eyed middle-aged man finally stopped running and questioned me with anger.

The name Zophy has been used in the tavern, so don’t use it anymore, otherwise it will be easily recognized. If you want to wear a new vest... Since I killed seven people just now, wouldn’t you turn into the Seventh Master?

My voice also rang out.

"I am a star observer from the M78 Nebula. Iner and others treat my Lord rudely, so I will take your head! The prisoner who handed over the name of Lord Shafulin, otherwise everyone here will die!"

"...bastard, who are you!"

I smiled disdainfully, paused the halberd to the ground, and said with confidence: "Hmph, I am just an ordinary civil servant, you can call me..."
Chapter completed!